I want to read this entry again in about 20 years. Just to see if I succeeded.
My daughter is a little angel. She’s so sweet and she is so smart. She’s always dancing, singing or making music. Trying to write her own name at 2 and a half years old. She’ll tell you all about her day, sometimes so fast she skips half of the word because it isn’t going fast enough. She’s tall too. Everybody thinks she’s almost four years old while she still has 4 months left of being two. I love her with all my heart and I want to give her the world. I want to give her the support she needs to become anything and everything she wants. I will support her financially and mentally. Especially mentally. I want to be the person she can run to when she needs advice. I want to be the person she’ll run to when things aren’t going the way she wants it but also when things are going exactly as planned! I want to be there for her every step of the way. Most of all I want to make sure that she will move out of my house a woman. A woman who is ready to face the world on her own. I want to make sure she’s confident and ready to stand on her own two feet. I want to raise her to know what she’s worth. I don’t want her to have to find out on her own. By the time she’s ready to move out she won’t have to recover from her childhood. She won’t have daddy issues because her parents separated. She’ll know everything there is to learn from her dad. She’ll know how a man is supposed to treat his woman. She’ll know how to be a wife to a good man. She’ll know that no matter the day or hour, she can always come to her parents. No matter if it’s for a cup of tea or a shoulder to cry on, our doors will always be open for her. She’ll know that no new wife of daddy or husband of mommy will ever come before her. She’ll know that they won’t ever form a treat to her. She’ll know that even if her parents have a new partner and new kids, we’ll always be one big family. My daughter will never question my love for her. She will always know that my heart beats for her. She will know that there is nothing that can make me stop loving her. No matter how old she gets, she’ll always be my baby who makes me emotional every time I see her be herself. She’ll always be loved. She’ll always be cared for. She’ll always be welcome. She is the best ‘thing’ that ever happened to me. If it wasn’t for her, I wouldn’t even be who I am today and I am grateful for that every single day!
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AuthorMy passion is writing. I started writing stories when I was only 6 years old and I still do it today. Blogging is something I've been wanting to do for a long time, so here we are. Archives
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